The Dispersion of Memories 回憶的散去

People are so bleak when they get along with each other.

My mind is clearer after this day.

I realise that, whether it's myself or someone else.

In the moment, we just need to do what's right in our hearts.

We just need to be our best selves.

The petals of a flower, the last figure of a butterfly, the last figure of a butterfly, the last figure of a butterfly.

The butterfly's final figure can't fall and go away with the wind, it can only fly on and on.

In the end, we reach a state where we can't let go of our feelings or see through them.

The memories of the future can only be buried deep in the ground.